@TrueDragonHeir I . . . I know you are. You are a mother. People forget that. Mothers do everything they can, not just for their children, but everyone they love.
@TrueDragonHeir . . . Hugh would not fight for you if you were cruel and I do not wish to see any Hightower men spared. But boys have been stolen from their homes, Your Grace.
@TrueDragonHeir None of us desire dragonfire. But that does not give men the rights to harm women, children, men, simply because they fight for their king or queen. People are desperate. Theft is on the rise. Children are dying from- . . . From sickness, because no one can afford a Maester.
@TrueDragonHeir Perhaps.
It will still not do much, Your Grace. The people are tired. Many are dead. Hightower men and men from your armies alike take advantage of small towns, of people with nothing to give.
+ look over him, before it went to the ruins behind them.
“You . . . You have duties now. To your Queen. They will call you a deserter if you stay here.”
And perhaps they wouldn’t kill him, as they had killed Leo, but his life would be forfeit in other ways.
The fear in her eyes that day, fear that had come from days on the road alone, from what she had been through to get to Tumbleton. And in that moment, she had feared her husband. She hadn’t recognised him then.
His words left her quiet for a moment, gaze hesitantly lifting to +
his gaze falls towards the floor, towards the space that exists between them. even though words are spoken, there's so much that isn't.
so much that still haunts him from the days prior when he'd tried to get her to leave with him ... when he'd laid his hands upon her. when ›
@DREAMFYRERlDER Kat noticed the movement, the presence of a Targaryen entering the sept, though she did her best to ignore it.
She was just here to pray. That was all.